Bio:

Big bearded and more Montaignion than garlic-cheese wine, he has taken it upon himself to be the protector of his late Lord’s widow, and vulnerable young women everywhere.

Guy was the son of Lord Villeforte’s Master of the Hunt and was brought up at the Chateau itself for many years. A larger than life lad, he spent more time with the Lord’s men-at-arms than in his father’s studies as he tried to groom him for the less tumultuous position as his replacement. Guy would be in the commons room with the worldy soldiers, learning their bad habits as he watched them dice and verbally spar and brag of their ‘prowess’. Many times he was dragged from their company by his outraged father, and given a switch in private, his yelps and howls reaching the ears of the amused soldiers.

Although young, his constant presence made him friends amongst the men, and they voted that one of them would approach the young boy’s master to suggest he be released into the training of the Lord’s Master of Arms. A likely suspect was appointed and had private words with “the Bear”.

The next day the man presented himself to his conspirators, a black eye and cauliflower ear the results of telling a man who deals with hunting dogs how to bring up his son. Despite this, Guy found himself released from his duties that morning, and was sent to the yard to begin his martial training. The boy was a fast learner, and his growing size soon made him a man to be wary of both armed and unarmed, his girth belying his speed.

However successful in his martial skills he was, Guy was above all amicable with all comers, enjoying a friendly rivalry and ribaldry with most he met.

But before too long the horns of war were sounded, and the Lord Villeforte marshalled his forces in response to a pretender King and marched with his army to meet them in the field, as was his duty. The war waged intermittently for years, first as an official war, and then a guerilla war